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Forgotten

I can't stand the world I'm living in,

But it's what I got,

So I lay down,

And I forgot.

 

Forgot to hate all I can't change,

Forgetting how it remains the same,

Losing track of what still hurts,

And I've forgotten who to blame,

For the scars.

 

I can't stand under the weight of regret,

It's begining to set,

So I lay down,

And I forget.

 

Under the glow of morning break,

Over the course of evenings end,

I replay what I've forgotten,

And I remember you, my friend.

 

Who stood the test of time,

Of my burdens ever growing,

And only gave when I pushed,

I did it all without knowing,

How to,

 

Forgot to hate all the things I can't change,

Forgetting how it continues to remains the same,

Losing track of what still hurts,

And I've forgotten who to blame.

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micheal-bevan
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Published
Oct 25, 2010
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